Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

When Lu Zhenzhong heard this, how could it not come.

Even if his own cabbage was arched by the pig, that would not have been the case, but it was his daughter. "You have to go today! If you don't go, I will tie you!"

Finally, Shen Mubai was forced to follow him to the company.

After they got up, the staff began to gossip.

"Hey, who is the man next to Lu’s sister?" Someone sneaked a sneak look.

"I have seen him. He seems to be the Lu’s group boss Lu Zhenzhong."

The previous incidents were a bit irritating, and everyone shunned the topic with ulterior motives.

With his own means, Lu Libei can mix in the business world even if he does not rely on Lujia, not to mention the fact that he has a Korean family with the same strength as Lujia.

Let's not say that shopping malls are like battlefields, and that strong ones are kings. As long as people's background and ability are strong enough, even if people's private lives are chaotic, you can't dare to say a word in front of others.

When Lu Zhenzhong entered the president's office, Lu Libei was already sitting there waiting, and the table was still ready for tea.

The secretary quietly retired and closed the door.

Lu Zhenzhong sat down with a cold wood and Shen Mubai.

"I remember that you loved to drink this tea, right?" The man crossed his fingers, his eyes slid naked in the girl's body, and then he retracted his gaze.

Lu Libei is undoubtedly very good, even in the upper class society, it is outstanding. Whether it is a business mind or a look, there is no mistake.

Lu Zhenzhong took him as a heir from a young age, even though he knew that Lu Libei didn't care much about this position, just for that pride. It is not his fault that the two have no blood relationship, but Lu Zhenzhong cannot do anything to anger him.

But now I am re-sewing again, but I have one more point to say the unclear emotions, and I am not willing.

Lu Zhenzhong was angry many times for Han Yunya to bring him a green hat, but more of it was a pity and unwillingness for Lu Libei to not be his own son.

"I came to see you not to tell you old." He sneered.

Lu Libei is not too slow, his face does not have any discomfort, it seems that even if Lu Zhenzhong is not his father, it always affects his attitude and the indifferent emotion in his bones. "You come and want me." Talking about things?"

Lu Zhenzhong saw what he didn't care about, and he was so angry that he patted the table. "Lu Libei, don't deceive too much!"

The tea was shaken out, sprinkled, and slowly spread along the trajectory.

Lu Libei's big hand with a slender bone section pulled out a piece of paper, and wiped it without any trouble. The gentle face was still an unpredictable look, and the twilight under the golden silk glasses was also hidden.

Lu Zhenzhong thought that he was planning to die and refused to accept the account. He sneered a sneer. "Do you want to do this for the last night? I have planted the first time in this life, and I will not plant it for the second time."

"What do you mean?" Throwing the paper towel into the paper basket on the side, Lu Libei once again corrected the sitting position, hands folded, and the gold wire glasses slid over a trace of unclear expression.

Shen Mubai didn't dare to look at Lu Libei's eyes. When he heard this, he bit his teeth and whispered. "Dad, you don't want a company when you make trouble."

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